Sisters of the Moon

Sisters of the Moon




Almost just drove home, but decided to stop at Cafe Rev to catch the FEA show. When I arrived I heard that they cancelled the show so I hung out a bit before taking off, but Zack said Girl Band is starting and I should go check them out. Am I glad I did! I walked in and locked eyes on the sisters of the moon and we all knew who we each are; and it is time to be here, and so the walls off separation from these young people who I have documented, born of cultural differences melted away as I greeted the sisters of the moon the spirit sends to a warrior on the brink to remind me who I am; and point out that the path still stretches on as always, and will with or without me.

Monica is a 'hopi chick' of great power that I admire, but I can't get on her radar. Here she reminds me of Joan Jett.

When I saw these young women, and they saw me we knew each other like family and that moment is our time to gether. I love their ready smiles and the free spirits and the way they wear their clothes. The sisters of the moon come to a warrior from the spirit, to comfort me in despair or to herald the flux of my journey. These are I suppose, to teah me to to be decisive, for I chose the one I love most and told her out loud. She was happy as were the others too, as it always goes thus. So spesk up boys and girls!

The sisters of the moon come to show us love and to teach us to break our attachments and go forward on the path. They are with us in the moment then gone.